5 HOURS AGO! Crowds Gather Outside Eldoria Palace After Heartbreaking News Sweeps the Royal Family. Princess Beatrice Collapses in Tears Confirming the SAD TRUTH: “Oh God, my father has…”
The night sky above Eldoria was unusually still, but the silence was shattered when the bells of the royal chapel tolled — once, twice, then a dozen times. Each strike carried a weight of sorrow, echoing through the capital until thousands began to gather outside the gates of Eldoria Palace. They did not know the full story, but whispers of tragedy spread like wildfire, and soon the square was filled with faces wet from tears, candles burning in trembling hands.
Inside the palace, grief reigned. Courtiers moved like shadows through the marble halls, whispering in hushed tones. The grand portraits of past monarchs looked down from the walls as if mourning alongside the living. Guards stood stiff at their posts, but even they could not hide the redness in their eyes.
And then, the truth broke.
Princess Beatrice of Arendale — beloved by the people for her warmth and candor — stepped into the courtyard, her gown dark as midnight, her face streaked with tears. She tried to speak, but her voice trembled. “Oh God…” she cried, clutching her chest as though the words themselves tore at her heart. “My father has…” But she could not finish. Her body gave way to the weight of grief, and attendants rushed forward to catch her as she collapsed.
The crowd gasped. Some wept openly, others covered their mouths in disbelief. Though the sentence hung unfinished, the people understood: the secret could no longer be contained. Something had happened to Duke Alaric — her father, the brother of the King, a man long respected as both advisor and protector of the crown.
Within minutes, the square was overflowing with mourners. Citizens knelt together on the cobblestones, clutching flowers, letters, and rosaries. One young boy, no more than ten, whispered into the night: “Please bring him back… please don’t take him away.” His words rippled through the crowd, leaving many in sobs.
Inside the palace chapel, the rest of the royal family gathered. Prince Adrian, heir to the throne, held his head in his hands, his shoulders shaking. Queen Seraphina lit a candle and whispered prayers under her breath, her composure breaking for the first time in public memory. Servants lined the back of the room, some crying silently, others clutching handkerchiefs to stifle their grief.
The Palace has yet to issue an official statement, but courtiers confirmed that a sealed letter — written in Duke Alaric’s own hand — had been discovered beside his bed. Its contents remain hidden, but rumors suggest it contains revelations that could alter the future of the monarchy itself.
What tragedy befell the Duke? Was it sudden illness, or something more? Why did Princess Beatrice’s words trail off into silence, as though the truth were too unbearable to speak aloud?
For now, the nation waits. Outside the Palace gates, the crowd only grows larger. The candles flicker like stars against the night, their glow a symbol of unity in sorrow. The people whisper, pray, and hope — desperate for answers that the dawn may finally bring.
